Emma Watson, Florence Pugh, Elizabeth Olsen, oneshots (GxG)

𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 ⚌ 𝐄.𝐎

I thought my girlfriend was a butterfly- well a caterpillar now but I knew she could be a beautiful butterfly and the reason she wasn't? Well that was obvious and I hated it, I hated that she held herself back because of something so small.

And that reason? Well, that reason was me. Lil ol' me.

I held her back. And while she never said it, I knew it, and deep down I'm sure she did too. I could understand why she stayed with me, but it didn't make me feel any better.

If anything it made me feel worse. But I mean, I'm so great, and amazing so I could tell why she loved me. Please know that I am being sarcastic.

I was just an ordinary boring person, and I really had no plans for the future despite how old I was, but Lizzie?

Oh, Lizzie dreamed of big things. She dreamed of being amazing, while I didn't dream, but prayed that I made it through to the next week, and some days I wasn't really sure if I wanted to make it through to the end of the week.

I sometimes fantasized that I didn't, but then every time I felt selfish for fantasizing about something so terrible when my life was somewhat perfect, and I say perfect not in a literal sense no one's life is perfect, no matter how much it seems like it is.

No one is perfect, and no one's life is ever perfect.

But I thought my girlfriend was perfect, I always gave her praise even if was for something trivial but I thought she could do no wrong, I think she hated how I put her on a pedestal claiming that me saying those things put pressure on her.

So I cut it down, just telling her that I wanted her to be the best she could be, and the best I knew she could be.

"I love you," Lizzie said as she walked into our room, and I looked up from my journal, closing it as she walked over to me, leaning down to kiss me, before setting herself on my lap.

I put my hands on her hips. "I love you too," I told her and she smiled.

"So.. I have news." My eyebrows rose in anticipation and she bit her lip, trying to contain the smile that was peaking through. "I got a role in a Marvel movie!"

"What? Shit! Babe that's amazing!" I said happily while hugging her, listening to her giggles that filled the room. "I'm so proud of you!" She smiled her nose scrunching and I planted kisses all over her face.

"Thank you." She said softly before the smile that was on her face started to fade, and I furrowed my eyebrows, rubbing her thighs.

"What's wrong?"

"I have to go to Atlanta for a few months to film." I pressed my lips together, propping myself up on my elbows as she sat on my thighs, looking down at me for a reaction but my face was stoic. "Will you say something?"

I put a smile on my face, patting her thighs. "That's so great," I said though internally I felt like someone just shot me in the heart.

"It is?" She asked me, her eyes scanning my face for some kind of lie, in my words but when she found none, she smiled widely, throwing her arms around me, and I held her back, rubbing my hands along her spine.